Wang is very cunning, but also know how to tolerate, but he is only a minion, after all, has not commanded thousands of horses, in the face of chaos, he is really lack of experience.

Thousands of people, wrapped in chaos, belong to dozens of churches, usually in order to keep secrets, only a few people know each other, suddenly launched, communication has become the most fatal problem.

Many people can only follow the flow, people hit them and they beat them, people retreated and they retreated, encountering changes, it is very chaotic.

The king, surrounded by his close relatives, ran around, and he wanted everyone to see himself and let them continue to attack.

Wang Ning prepared four identical heads early, hanging up on all sides of the handsome house at the same time, the roar of the soldiers, shaking the world, the Manicists were finally afraid, they staggered forward, looked at the head in surprise, they did not believe that the big faucet of magic would die, but the head was placed in front of him, how to explain?

When hesitating, Yang Huaiyu led the trilogy and finally killed him, and after a night of fighting, Yang Huaiyu's eyes were red and rabbit-like, and his world was only blood red.

The knife in his hand did not know how much was changed, and the body was full of blood that condensed and turned black, layer after layer, making everyone fat around.

They pounded violently, and the Manicists began to rout and fled in all directions.

How fierce it was to run, how hard it was to run.

Yang Huaiyu was on the front, just met the king.

“Killed!”

He rushed up first, two guarding methods rushed out, Yang Huaiyu's body was only slightly shaken, dodging each other's long guns, the knife in his hand was cut off left and right, the neck of the two protectors spewed blood, and was dragged out by the horses for more than a dozen steps before they fell.

The Yang family's part followed, and the roaring was roaring, and pounced on it.

...

"The reinforcements have arrived, and the old man is alive."

Jia Chang shook his helmet and shook his almost broken neck, long and relaxed.Just the cold sweat soaked through the hair, Jia Zong did not have the slightest dashing, but his mood is very good.

“Boy, what’s going on with that head?“Did you really kill the king?”

Wang Ning'an grinned, he asked people to take another man's head, "Old man, please see."

Jia Changchao was a little afraid, or took it over, and when he saw it clearly, he smiled straight.

Where is the head, it is clearly a white bun!

Use flour to make the size of the human head, the head to get some hair, the neck is smeared with chicken blood, the five senses of the face, as well as the eyes outside the protruding eye, look exactly the same as really.

Hanging on the flagpole, from a distance, is really a head.

Helping Wang Ning'an to produce is Zhang Wenyuan, who has been together for many years, Zhang Wenyuan is very familiar with the appearance of Master, and by his supervisor, it is simply seamless.

After he found out, Jia Changchao laughed with a chrysanthemum.

“It really is yours!What's wrong with the idea, say it together."

Ask the university home, this is a magic trick!

Wang Ning'an calmly said: "Zhang Wenyuan wrote documents to Wang before, he knew the code communication of the Mani Ming religion, and now the Mani religion is chaotic, just in the water to touch the fish!"

He slit his eyes, slit his eyes, and kept his head down.

Indeed, it is a good way, Manite religion chaos, is a drumbeat, and now they have a lot of confusion, and they should also taste the power of the court!

Jia Changchai immediately ordered his men to take Zhang Wenyuan's forged documents, go around to contact the Mani religion, lead them out, and fight them all...

Yang Huaiyu rushed to the inside, Wang Ning'an almost did not recognize, the boy just grunted at Wang Ning'an, and said: "The end will be rebellious, please take care of the handsome."

Yang Huaiyu rushed to the desolate thief, and there was a really pleasant taste.

"What the fuck, the old man has not seen your unlucky virtue!"

Wang Ning An was in a state, and he hurriedly called Liang Dagang, and when he was able to pick up the cheap, he could let go.He wanted to go to the horse and get some military work.

“Sit down for me.”

Jia Changchao suddenly blacked face, "Wang Erlang, you come with the handsome."

Retreating the gangsters, Jia Xianggong regained the majesty, when there is a real taste of the slaughter, let Wang Ning An's heart hairy, just not polite ah, in case the old man remembers revenge, to find their own trouble, it is not good!

But think about it, the name Jia's trouble is big, he has time to take care of himself!

Two people with heavy trouble went to the study, Jia Chang Dynasty sat majestically, and constantly looked at Wang Ning'an, Wang Ning'an was equally reluctant to show weakness, laughing and staring at Lao Jia, more relaxed.

Jia Chang nodded in the dark, it was indeed a demon, this boy knew, he did not need to ask the old man, it was the old man who asked him!

"Well, Wang Erlang, indeed, is a young hero, and if the command is determined, the old man will surely sponsor the court and ask his majesty to reuse it."Seeing that Wang Ning'an was still laughing, Jia Chang bit his teeth, he really saw no rabbits and no eagles!

"Well, you're too young to get out of the way, and the old man keeps your father as Bao Yiro."

Wang Ning'an left his mouth and filled his mouth with disdain.

"If I remember well, Bao Yilang is the martial arts officer of the nine products, and his majesty directly rewarded me with a nine-pin Confucian Lang, I did not want it, you are too old."

“Oat!”

Jia Chang took a sip of breath, "Damn boy, your Confucian Lang eats white rice, can it be the same as the old man?"

“What’s different?”Wang Ningan was curious.

Jia Changchao smiled lightly, "Your father became Bao Yilang, the old man can promote him to take over the command of Cangzhou, as long as half a year, I transferred him to the famous house, to take over the Tianxiong army, control 2,500 people."Since then, he has been an old man, can you still suffer?Within five years, the old man can make the emperor a seven-pin official.”

"Seven, only the sesame green bean officer!"

“Who do you listen to?”Jia Changcha was simply mad, "Seven products are still sesame officials?"How big is this sesame?You know, the military attaché, who has more than seven products, must be specially promoted by His Majesty!”

Wang Ning'an was said to be a big red face, the Song Dynasty grade and the Ming Dynasty is not the same thing, at the beginning of the country, the first three products, to learn about politics as a vice, in fact, there are only four products.

The military has no honorable bachelor can be added, the promotion is more slow, how many people have grayed out their hair, or the small officials who do not enter the flow, Jia Chang Dynasty promised a seven products, which is already generous enough.

It is only a gift to people, there must be something to ask for.

Wang Ning'an's brain turned a few times, and he was not flattered, but his ass sat on the opposite side of Jia Chang Dynasty, grabbed a cup of tea mixed with strange things, and slowly tasted it.

“Damn, are you not satisfied?”Jasper must be all-in-one!

"Hahaha, the late life is not so ambitious, the court can give anything, as long as you do not give the empty check, save the dream of marrying the daughter-in-law, white happy."

Jia Xianggong had never seen a blank check, but he understood the next sentence, and suddenly the old face covered with a frost, and the high-spirited posture was gone, replaced by an endless fall.The river lines on the door of his head became clearer... could he not worry?Manetianism in his eyes to chaos, pulled up thousands of horses, attacked the handsome house, disrupted the famous house, how much sin, he as a slightly soothing, did not know in advance, once the court was responsible, absolutely can not eat and walk.

Leaving the famous house, Jia Changchai seemed to see his own future, like Fan Zhonghun, wandering, running around the world, as long as he did not die, he could rush to Hainan...

"Jia Xianggong, in fact, don't worry, you just commanded, in front of the army to play, the style, talk and laugh, the ass of the smoke, the operation of the battle, the victory of thousands of miles, even Wu Xiu Sun Yuan is not as good as the father."As long as you tell this to your majesty, not only will it not be a dismissal, but it will also be possible to rise one step higher, or even kill it back to Beijing, and it is not known to re-manage the world.”

Jia Chang sighed, "How easy it is to talk about, there are too many immortals in Hebei now, the old man will not only get a reward in the book, but there will be people who make a big deal, saying that the old man is not ashamed and covered up with merit."If you want your majesty to believe in the old man, you must have a loyal person to write for the old man, for example...” Jia Changchao smiled meaningfully.

Wang Ning'an pointed to his nose and shouted, "Jia, you let me go to the book to praise you?"